On the floor of the office of human resources, all the police personnel files were kept. Fingerprints, backgrounds, ID photos.

Everything.

Everything about a man or woman who worked in this town was kept in a paper file to back up computer files. Under lock and key they existed with the watchful organization the obsessive compulsive director of personnel.

Two hasps on a fireproof file cabinet. Each padlock secured with a combination padlock. Different combinations. No one person had access to the sensitive files.

Never slowed down by such things. In the back of each lock was a key access in the event someone forgot the combination.

He had both sides open faster than it would have taken the secretary to dial in the combination on one lock.